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    1. Splinter Cell Failed Mission, H20 Decision, Aly & Melanieb Chat, Aly & Roads (SDE Pt. 2: Day 27)

      by , 10-31-2012 at 10:35 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.31.2012
      Splinter Cell Failed Mission (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm mentally controlling Sam Fisher again from the Splinter Cell Series, and I'm in a dark area where there's quite a few guards roaming around in a pretty tight and compact location. Most of the area consists of metal framework of stairs and walkways that formed into squares.



      I don't know what I was doing honestly, but I presume instinct prompts me to just avoid any contact with the guards as much as possible. I'm just doing random things to prevent myself from coming into enemy fire, and I even have Sam get near the large and tall column in the middle of this metal framework of square walkways.

      There's a fairly large square object in front of Sam as he uses his whole body to grapple on the column. It looks like a C4, and I realized there's an ON/OFF switch. I make a whisper at the guards for no apparent reason other than to divert them the other direction, but the problem is, they're going to the source of the sound for once instead of going "Hmm?" and walking to some other direction where I can have ample time to sneak past them.

      The guard to the left I believe is bald, and he has an outfit that resembles Chris Redfield from Resident Evil 5-6. I think he asks another guard what the ON/OFF switch of the same C4 I'm near does. The guard replies "Turn it on."

      I start to panic, and I even put my hands out before the guard can actually touch it, which exposes my position, and they set an alarm for the whole area. The C4 thingy turns on of course, and the whole place blows up. Now I'm on top of a random building in the darkness, and I think there's a fat man to the left of me who's unconscious.

      He's wearing a white dress shirt tucked under his black dress pants, and is also wearing a red tie. I hear Lambert's voice, and he basically states to Fisher,

      "It seems that you've blew up the place, and your best friends as well...and you will not be getting a promotion for this at all."

      Now Sam Fisher is swimming in a random body of water with one arm, and holding the fat guy probably with his other arm.


      The music that plays when you failed a mission or died from Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory comes into the factor, and the mission ends.
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      10.31.2012
      Trying to Choose Water (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm inside of a store that resembles the Kyoto Sushi area that I occasionally go to in waking life, and I'm trying to buy some water from the mini-transparent fridge container. I open the container, and I see all sorts of water brands.

      I see one that looks like Aquafina, and I decided to go with that, and I have a hard time reading the labels correctly, and didn't do a reality check at all for that.



      I eventually realized that this water was used to make some kind of Cream flavored milk, most likely Vanilla, due to its white color.

      I asked the employee at the cash register about the confusion, and I forget what happens after that.
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      10.31.2012
      Alyzarin and Melanieb talk about Insecurities (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      All I remember is that Alyzarin and Melanieb are talking about "Insecurities" in #DV chat.
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      10.31.2012
      Alyzarin and Roads (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I think I'm inside of a car with Alyzarin, and we were talking about gray roads or something like that.
    2. Tulpaforcing+ Enantiomers (SDE Pt. 2: Day 26)

      by , 10-30-2012 at 04:48 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Hmmm, I guess I'm making progress with this Tulpa matter. I tried yesterday afternoon for maybe 15 minutes of going into the shower, no water running, closing the door, turning the lights off, complete darkness, and tried tulpaforcing.

      I mean, I can SEE her image well with my eyes closed or opened, but she's not really "solidifying." Of course, I'm more focused on the distinct voice in my head more than the image, but I do try to practice both visualization and mental auditory stuff.

      It was only my second day....or maybe my third? Gosh can't remember. Going to try random tulpaforcing today though, and in longer intervals.

      Anyway...
      10.30.2012
      Enantiomers (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Not really good dream recall for some odd reason, oh well.

      I'm in a science class, and I realized it's similar to Organic Chemistry in a way. The classroom is fairly short for your usual lecture class that would occupy 200 students.

      This one seemed to accommodate 20-30, and the flooring is all white, and so are the walls, though they're showing more of a faded look than the floor is. The professor has a projector screen up, and I believe he's using an overhead to with transparent slides that contain some information.

      There were a few organic compounds, and it reminded me of Alkyne Synthesis that I was trying to do, but failed last night IWL. He was doing some weird stuff with arrow movements, and he popped a question that I can't recall too well.

      I decided to take the chance, and try to just think on the fly with the answer, and it turns out I'm actually right, to some extent lol. He starts writing down that these compounds are Enantiomers, and circles it I think.

      Updated 10-30-2012 at 04:51 PM by 47756

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    3. Deformed Dog, Black Bears, Tennis Nationals, Bras & Panties, Me vs U3 and Krauser(SDE Pt. 2: Day 25)

      by , 10-29-2012 at 06:17 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.29.2012
      Deformed, Gray, and Fur-less Dog (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I remember being under of an open trunk of a random vehicle that looks like a Jeep Grand Cherokee or something. Similar to the vehicle my father uses, and I have my mother to the left of me. She's wearing one of those transparent black blouses with the fancy black designs over it that have a darker shade than the smoother material.

      Then I see a dark-skinned lady, assuming she's a random person in the neighborhood, walking with her dog. The dog doesn't have any fur, has gray skin, and seems to be a mix of a bloodhound and some other dog. Oh and, it doesn't seem to have all its legs intact.

      In fact, it just has two, and a compact body to balance our those two legs. It also has its head out of balance from this body, but it surprisingly can balance itself just well. The dog starts running around away from its owner, and I start getting worried. The dog tries to come after me and my mother, and other people who are around us that I didn't bother to look at, but the owner screams at it to signal it back.

      The owner doesn't even apologize for the fact that the dog was THIS close from potentially biting someone. Then the dog gets more aggressive by trying to get closer to us more often, making circles. Eventually, it passes on the left side, and I thought it was going to get my mother.

      I told my mother,

      "WATCH OUT!" But she doesn't seem to be bothered by this dog at all, and based on her facial expression barely moving, as if the dog's not even there in her perception, I tried to calm down and ignore it.

      However, my legs are literally shaking, and I can't control them, which sustains the fear of the dog probably biting me all over again. The dog takes another circle around the area we're in, and it slowly comes behind me. I'm still looking inside the trunk of the jeep, but like, I probably had some remote viewing going on, since I can see what's behind me without turning back.

      The dog gets closer, without showing its teeth by the way, but I get too scared when it's at least 4 inches from touching my skin.

      I wake up afraid, and I closed my eyes back again after a few seconds to get the backyard dream coming next.[/INDENT]_________________________
      10.29.2012
      Black Bears in Backyard (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm with my father somewhere at the side yard of a house. Some people come in, and they claim to be insurance agents. They asked us if we have insurance. My father probably gives them a response to give them more time to talk about things before they answer.

      So I follow my father out of habit, and he's paying attention to someone in the backyard. He's making facial expressions to them that obviously portrays that we needed to get them out of the side yard. I don't know why he can't just tell them they have an insurance company already and make them leave.

      Anyway, he eventually tells me that once he gets out, he made a path way in order for me to get out, but I would have to be the bait in order to trick the people into coming to the back yard instead. I go to the two people, one is young man in his early 20s, and the other is a woman in her 40-50s.

      I tell the guy and lady that we should take this matter out in the backyard, where we can have a better conversation. The guy seems like he's not buying it, and responds, "Mhmmmmm.........?"

      But he complies, and so does the lady. I send them to the backyard, and I'm trying to get the urge to just dash the hell out of the area. I just can't, and my father abandons me completely, I don't know why. When they have their backs turned, I saw the back door was open, which led to a kitchen inside. I tried to escape my way, but it would be too obvious that I would need to open the front door to really get out.

      So I ended up pretending I was looking for something in the sink, and felt like they would turn back to see what I would do to have a conversation with them. I turn back, and look at the backyard, and saw 3-4 Black Bears. For some reason, I didn't feel scared, but the agents didn't want to go anywhere near them.



      I agree that they were kind of scary and unexpected, and they are fairly big, at least when compared to the overall surface area of the backyard. I go out to the backyard, and there's one bear close to me. I get closer, and put my hand out, and it basically acts like a cat.

      By acting like a cat, I mean when my hand is near its nose, it starts sniffing and trying to rub its fur against my hand playfully. It likes me, and I sense that the other bears are not hear for aggression of assault, unless provoked of course.

      After a while, I get so distracted that I accidentally let the same one I was playing with come in. Then I had the urge that it should get out of the kitchen, and the agents were literally backing away near the door, waiting for the bear to get out. I also remember the bear wanted to make fisting actions, so I bumped my fist into its fist, and we pretended that we were bobbing and weaving for a few seconds.

      LOL.


      It seemed the back door exterior to be exposed outside turned out to be the inside of the door of a fridge when you open it, except it's empty, or near empty in the dream.

      After that happens, I forget what happens next, still have to get the insurance agents off my ass after my father "supposedly" gave me a method to escape if I followed it.
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      10.29.2012
      Prince of Tennis National Matches (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I recall watching some matches, like real matches instead of watching the Prince of Tennis Series on the computer. Seigaku is facing some team wearing red jackets. I go up to get a racquet that I presume to be mine. It has a green circular base, and regular white strings. Then I almost made one racquet fall, but I quickly catch it before it did, and moved it back into its original spot, which was near a red tennis bag I believe.

      I look to my right, or my left, since I had my back facing the courts. I look to find that Kaidoh and Inui are out there getting ready to face the team. I even started to say to myself,

      "I guess it's Kaidoh's turn now." Then someone tells me, "No."

      I look again at the court, and realized Kaidoh and Inui are a doubles pair, not a singles pair. Then to the right of me, I see Tezuka playing a match with a dark-skinned opponent with the red jacket. I took interest in Tezuka's match above all others that I could see in my vision at the time.

      It seems its taking at a far-end court, but I can see just clearly. Then things zoom in, and it turns out, they're not playing tennis anymore after a while. It seems Tezuka is gambling with the other guy, like gambling with Chocolate. The fancy milk chocolate with raisins and no raisins probably that's wrapped in a purple wrapper.

      The dark-skinned opponent wins, and I'm shocked that Tezuka lost. Tezuka literally has to push all his chocolate bars to the opponent, like as if they're playing poker or something, except with chocolate. I started to get worried if Seigaku was going to win against this random team with red sports jackets.

      After a while, my faith started to increase after I see other teams literally owning everyone else, and it seems the chance to win are in our favor. This makes me distracted and do some random things I can't recall too well.

      After a while, I'm informed Seigaku won, and I was shocked, probably because the time I left to do random stuff, and to be informed was fairly quick.
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      10.29.2012
      Buying a Bra and Panties (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm walking with Tezuka from Prince of tennis, and he's in his milky violet shirt and regular smooth dark blue jeans. We're walking in an aisle, and I see there's a woman's bra that's packed in a plastic bag for sale. I pick it up for no apparent reason.




      Tezuka seemed to had some weird interest to look at it as well, and then I found there's a woman's underwear for sale as well. So I picked both up, and ended up feeling the woman's underwear. So maybe I picked up a random underwear that wasn't in a bag.

      I asked Tezuka if he can pay for these since-------- he immediately agrees before I get a chance to finish my sentence. He probably could sense that my excuse for getting it was going to be lame, and decided to just buy it for me. Then we get out of the aisle, and are now in the long hallway of the store perpendicular to the aisles behind us.

      There's a huge Fast Food type of place on the perpendicular side we're on, and they're serving all sorts of food. Meatballs, Corn dogs, etc. Tezuka takes interest, and looks at some of the food that's uncovered from the metal tray they used, probably to conserve heat and make it hit back and forth on the food.



      Tezuka finds what he wants, which is some kind of long corn dog food item, but I had the feeling that what's inside is not the type of meat he wanted.

      We asked one of the servers if they had some kind of long corn dog food available with the preferred meat Tezuka probably wanted, which I can't remember. The server said they ran out of it, and even double checks by placing his hand into some random yellow liquid inside one of the metal cooking trays.

      That was so disgusting.....

      I can't remember much after that.
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      10.29.2012
      RE4: Me vs U3 (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Alright, so the dream starts off pretty intense...like REALLY intense.

      First off, I'm controlling Leon from Resident Evil 4, at least that's what I'm presuming. I have Ashely follow me, because there's this monster that looks like the U3 boss you would face right after the epic knife fight with Krauser, and has features resembling the Regenerator.


      The U3/Regenertor hybrid was mostly just the form of the picture of the U3 above, it's just that it had stretchable arms like the Regenerator, which is why I considered it a hybrid.

      Ashely runs to the other corner (thank god she's using her brain for once), however, because of this, I think she sets some kind of activating in the room I'm in to occur. The room she's in consists of a gray colored metal walls with windows to see what's inside the room I'm in.

      The room I'm in, it contains dark shades of crimson red, and if I remember correctly, the place is designed to be fairly heated above room temperature
      (which kind of makes sense, since I had my heater in my apartment set to around 85-89 degrees from this cold weather). It was similar to the Crate and Metal Place in RE4 where Leon and Ashely jumped off into a huge trash bin area to encounter a few Regenerators

      For some reason, I trip and land on my back, and I started doing some Resident Evil 6 tactics here. I stay on the ground, and move by pushing my legs one after the other, WHILE I'm aiming at the U3/Regenerator hybrid.

      I forget what gun I'm using, but whatever it is, I know it's a rapid-fire AT least. The monster is walking fairly slowly, adding on to the suspense. After a while, the monster gets ahead of me. I don't think it's concerned about me at all, it's fixated on Ashely.



      I turn around, realized I can get up, but was staying on the ground for the whole time for some reason before the monster decided to change plans. I try to get inside the room where Ashely was before the monster did, but the monster ends up grabbing Ashely and killing her.

      I get the screen prompting that Ashely's dead, and the dream resets on me. Now I'm back to the same scenario in the beginning, except this time, I'm standing up. I get a little closer to the monster than usual, since I'll be more agile to back away in case it tried any funny stuff with me.

      I think for a moment, it's size was a little smaller than usual, and I see that it magically made a bicycle appear, and it started to ride it to get away from me, and go back to Ashely. I'm in the same situation where I'm trying to run before it gets to her, but it turns back to being the full sized U3, and chops my head off with it's flexible blade arm.

      Then as Leon's head is chopped off, and he's down on his knees before he falls to the ground, the monster chops Ashley's head off as well. I don't think I saw the actual heads being chopped off, but there was a distinct sound for both Leon and Ashely confirming that it had to be a head chop kill.

      I get the "You are Dead" Screen, but I quickly had the dream reset before the words could fully form. Ashely does her thing and goes to that other room, and I'm shooting at the U3/Regenerator thing again. This time, I'm watching out for it trying to make a random bicycle appear and ride off to avoid me.

      After a while, since the monster is walking so damn slow, and I didn't want to risk it doing the bicycle stunt over again, I turn around, and started dashing for the room Ashley's in. I'm trying my best to not look back, and run with all my might. I get inside of the room, and I prompt Ashely to follow me. We're doing pretty well.

      Then after going around in the U-shaped room (hahaha U-shaped, after facing a U3), we find ourselves with a door that requires both of us to press a button on the side at the same time. I activate the small screen pad on the right side, and them prompt Ashely to quickly press the button at the same side.

      I have a feeling the U3 is using the bicycle to catch up to us, but I'm focusing more on getting the hell out. We continue running, until there's a door that's blocked off with patches of planks over each other. In that same moment we were running, in my head, there was split-second thinking that started to become much slower.

      So within that small time frame, I had a visualization that the U3 would come charging at us. would purposefully take advantage of it doing so by staying in front of the blocked off door, and then ducking at the right moment the U3 thinks it would get me, but would break the door with it's accelerating force instead.

      I had another visualization that it would fail, and I would be at a dead-end, and would have to shoot it down as it came to us, but fortunately, the first visualization in that split-second time frame that was slowed down tremendously was in our favor.

      The U3 charges after the door, crashes into it, and continues to soar mid-air because of its speed, and for a moment, things slowed down, and I realized that Leon had a Sniper Rifle before, but the U3 took it. It's hard to recall if the U3 had the Sniper Rifle stuck on its body, or if I grabbed it from Leon and took over his role.



      Either way, I'm in a scene where Leon is going to fall down his back, and then the dream shifts where I'm now having the sniper rifle in my hand. I started to No-scope shoot the U3, and after one shot, I had the feeling the Sniper Rifle ran out of ammo.

      It makes a distinct sound that makes me presume that, and I decided to throw it away, and get Ashely to follow and run along with me to avoid the U3. After we covered some distance, since the U3 was still trying to recover from its fall, I quickly looked back at its location while I'm still running with Ashely.

      Turns out, the U3 literally gives up. It turns its back at me and looks at me like it calmed down a lot, and seems to be going back into the darkness that we were in just a few moments earlier. The area we were running around it mostly had gray color, and for some reason, I felt that I would encounter Krauser.

      Because like in the actual game, after the U3, I think you would face Krauser again for the "final" showdown with before (because Ada Wong is the one that really kills him after the fight).

      It turns out I'm right, except it's not like the brown colored area in the actual game, it's still the light gray colors where we escaped the U3 from. I realized I have a red floppy disk in my hand, and the top part of it seems to be slightly bent, but either way, I consider it valuable information.

      Apparently, Ashely isn't supposed to be here with me, Krauser told me that he caught her and took her to "them" to die or something like that. He looked really pissed on me getting her, so I just told Ashely to leave....just like that and she disappears.


      Kind of makes the whole dream reset pointless if I was worried about her whiny bitchy self in the actual game from dying when I didn't need her existence in this dream in the first place. I fend off Krauser's knife attacks, and I find a panel shows up on the HUD in the dream.

      I find a piece of paper on the desk where Krauser is at, and quickly grabbed it to find there's certain commands to do certain moves. One move I sort of recalled well was typing "Chanto" or something like that, which would then prompt me to recall a move to fend off against Krauser. There were other commands like Kick, etc., and I somehow got Krauser's knife.

      I looked at the piece of paper, but at the same time, I was watching out for Krauser trying to do any funny stuff, like get his knife back and possibly kill me. Something felt weird, he couldn't easily punched me, or kick me with his superhuman speed, but he's actually giving me time to read what's on the piece of paper.

      It's just that he's moving closer and closer that bothers me, so that's why I kept looking up to see if he's going to do something weird. I do a few commands, kicking, combos, I can't remember all, but they were all to push back Krauser.

      The dream shifts where I'm suddenly Raiden from MGS2, whole default costume too. I'm hiding from Krauser in this huge warehouse area where it's fairly dark. There's a bunch of metal dark violet and dark blue stairs and walkways going up and down above what seems to be a light gray bottomless pit.

      I actually start mentally controlling Raiden interchanging from first person view to 3rd person view, and to even a spectator view so I can get a general field of where Krauser was. I prompted Raiden to go over to the edge of the border on the walkway, and had him hanging on the ledge with his hands, and slowly made him move left and right depending on the situation.

      Krauser couldn't see Raiden, so I immediately prompted Raiden to get back on the walkway. Then things start getting weird. Krauser literally is teleported, or phasing in and out of areas where I plan to go for cover. I decided that since it's pretty much futile trying to hide from him, I take out whatever gun I have, most likely and automatic, and tried to aim at him.

      When I am aiming the green circle retical around the screen, and then at Krauser, I get a red "X" on him that's flashing a bit, as if I'm not supposed to shoot him. This confuses me, because I really can't shoot him, no matter how hard I press the trigger, which maybe means he's not my enemy at all?

      Then it hit me, I realized he could've used the Mutated Arm Blade of his if he wanted to from before to make the battle even more difficult, but he didn't.

      Then what the hell was he doing coming after me like that? He couldn't responded if he wasn't an enemy, but I wasn't too sure.

      The dream shifts where I "wake up", and I'm now in the body of a female version of H.U.N.K the soldier from the Resident Evil series as well........OR maybe it was a more thin and compact frame structure compared to his bulky default armor.

      It seems I was stuck on a wall mostly consisting of orange, red, and some yellow colors intertwined. It felt so weird, like this whole thing was a simulation or something. There's a guy to the left of me, who looks Indian, and tells me that this was a simulation....I think.

      After that, he has his arms wrapped around me to support me in walking, because everything after that awakening felt so sudden that I couldn't get control of the new body I'm in.

      I can't remember anything after that unfortunately.

      Updated 12-25-2015 at 08:24 PM by 47756

      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    4. Dr. No Has ED, [DILD] Eva Is a Miner, Alyzarin's Gradual Vision (SDE Pt. Day: 23) + Tulpa

      by , 10-27-2012 at 03:52 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Oh, I'm making a Tulpa. Sounds like fun, and it can help make college less bullshit.

      10.27.2012
      Dr. No can't get his Thing up (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Pretty sure is a dream frag.

      Okay, Dr. No, who looks nothing like Dr. No, apparently, based on what I'm recalling on random images, he has ED.

      Yeah, weird. Dr. No's Thing is basically saying No to Erection.

      LOL.
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      10.27.2012
      I can Duplicate Money & Eva is a Miner (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm near a brown table, pretty generic, nothing added to make it look a ltitle more appealing. I can make money appear by holding it with my left hand, and then take my right index finger and thumb to flick it around the center.

      Flick....money....another flick, MONEY. MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!

      Literally.

      I started out with coins, pennies, nickles, then quarters, and finally dollar bills, 10 dollar bills and ultimately 100 bucks. The 100 bucks came out of random when I was flicking the 10. Then I looked at the money duplicates, and they were fake. Either way, I'm still having fun creating fake money.

      I'm REALLY into this, it's so amazing destroying the dream economy like this, keep flicking and raising the inflation rate Link!

      I do a nose plug reality check,
      hmmmm, can't breathe through properly, or maybe I'm just not plugging it hard enough and breathing in.

      After a while, I head to an office to the right of me, it's a casual environment, quiet and empty. The carpet layer seems to be a mix of smoky gray and violet. The walls are probably a light gray color, and I stumbled upon Julia Louis-Dreyfus from Seinfield.

      She's wearing a black office suit, with a white dress shirt underneath. Her hair is tied about a bit.

      I literally asked her, with a full awareness for once,

      "Am I dreaming?" She holds the office phone, which is vanilla colored, to her chest, and does a nod.

      Guess who's dreaming? This guy.

      Then I finally, for once, get the urge to ask Julia if I can meet Eva right now. She responds,

      "Um, she won't be here until 17 minutes?"

      I asked her, "Why for such a long time?"

      She replies,

      "Because she's a miner."








































      Me: "What?!?!?"

      I just stand there for a while, and then started to walk rapidly into some door to my right that led to some dark area, probably the mining area she's in apparently.

      I lose lucidity from this point, I think, maybe I'm semi-lucid, but whatever.

      I'm at the mining area, and there's this black cave hole to my right. It has Minecart tracks coming out, and SWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH, in comes Eva.

      Now I'm seeing things in third person or spectator view, Eva is wearing her default costume from MGS3. I think she's coming close to me, and then wraps her arms around my waist and looks up at me.

      I look down at her, and I can't remember anything else after that.
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      10.27.2012
      Alyzarin and her Vision (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I meet Alyzarin apparently, and she tells me how it takes a while for her vision to come into full color.

      First she starts out with Red, Blue, Green Vision, and the Purple finally comes in to make her see things perfectly in full color.

      There's some other thing I did with her, but it was random.
    5. Puri, Romney, Bio and Pokemon Rap, Talk to me Woman, Learning Style, How2LD (SDE Pt. 2: Day 21)

      by , 10-25-2012 at 05:04 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.25.2012
      Dhal Puri and Random Stuff (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm planning to go with my mother to some store, I get some mental image of Dhal Puri being made there. It's inside of a Blue Bag with small black lining, the bag itself is one strapped I believe.



      I also recall seeing a random blonde female with a black outfit having the strap over her shoulder as well. I think there's a petty argument with my mother on the thing, or maybe it was with someone else, I can't remember too well.

      There's also people that are leaving the room we're in, which resembles a hotel room. Now why those people are inside of this room that should be reserved for me and my mother, I don't know. I look at then prepare to leave, and it's your basic family.

      Annoying little kid, a few teenagers that I didn't bother to look at much, a mother and father. I'm saying the obvious because compared to them, it was just me and my mother. Full family of DCs while I'm with just a part of what's generally a whole family. How cute.

      I checked my wallet for some reason, making sure my debit card is still in the slots of it, which I presumed it was, since I saw its color there, along with the color of my Laundry Card, since they don't use coins there in waking life.

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      10.25.2012
      Brock's Dub on Ryan Romney (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I basically had a dream that repeated some parts in a video of Brock's Dub on YouTube over Mitt Romney and Obama's Debate. It was more specific on Ryan Romney's part in the video where he was working out. Before the weird part where there's supposed to be some random girly stuff around them, I see Ryan Romney wearing a gray hoodie and then leaning his face to his left side (right if you're looking at this screen obviously)


      Spoiler for Don't kill me Political Peoples...noes dontz do it!!:

      Then my alarm woke me up.
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      10.25.2012
      Biology and Pokemon Rap (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm trying to take notes in this random Biology-related lecture, and it feels to me that whoever is talking eventually makes a rap about it. That's probably because I was watching Epic Rap Battles of History a few hours before I slept, lol.

      I couldn't keep up, and eventually, everyone is gone, and I have the room to myself now. I take the time to literally fill in the gaps that I had on my paper by scrolling through the PowerPoint Presentation styled format on the screen. There were empty blanks that would then reveal words if I wanted to see what's next.

      I spend the rest of the dream writing stuff down.

      Wait, where did the Pokemon part come in? Aw darn it, I forgot. >.<
      _________________________
      10.25.2012
      Why Won't You Talk To Me Woman!?!?! (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm watching a random Western clip on Youtube, and it was maybe 2-3 minutes ago. After I was done watching it, or maybe halfway into being finished, I feel like I'm transported into a different environment.

      I do a nose plug RC, and it doesn't work, but I keep holding my nose, because it's clearly obvious, my diaphragm is functioning just fine when I close my nasal pathways. So go me for not relying on the breathing aspect, and seeing other areas are obviously working, defying logic of waking life, so I must be dreaming!

      Good job Link!!!!! You get a golden star!

      I'm in a ghost town, somewhat of a ghost town, how can a somewhat ghost town still be in the category of a ghost town? You figure that out yourself ya trooper.



      So I'm just walking around, feeling neutral like I'm always trying to do in a rare lucid to prevent the dream from destabilizing. To the left of me is a wooden roof supported by columns about 6-7 feet apart from each other. I'm just walking casually in the middle of this dusty brown road, and the feelings that this is a Western-theme dream in a way continues to come into my dream schemata.

      Oh my gawd, stop using big words!

      I finally accept this environment, and I continue walking, the sections inside below the wooden roof that extends quite a distance from where I'm at is fairly dark, but I can still see the majority of everything in it.

      Just brown dust on the ground, Wooden walls and a wooden roof, and me in the middle of a roof-less section, while the right side is the same as the left, most likely.

      I finally encounter a female with long, elegant black hair that ends near her waist or a bit closer to her ass. Very enticing object-------I mean woman compared to the rest of this dull environment. She's wearing a transparent blouse (to some extent) that has an overall Pastel Yellow Green color to it.



      She's wearing the usual female jeans that has the slightly white glow on the rear side and back legs. Go female fashion design to focus more on the woman's ass rather than her face.


      So I slowly go up to her, and then I asked her if she can help me.

      I let the question sit in its ambiguity, just to see a response, anything, something, SOMETHING, an UTTER? A GASP?

      Nothing. She says nothing, She just shifts her face left and right frantically for about 2 seconds, then turns her face away from me. I noticed that when she turned back, she really focuses on what's behind her, not me, as if she's trying to run away from someone, and to check that they aren't close to finding her.

      I guess I must be ruining her hiding spot, but again, I don't know what's going on since she's not telling me anything. She starts to move, and I follow her, and she's walking slowly at first. I queried to her a few more questions, and then asked,

      "Can you at least tell me what your name is?"

      She starts to walk a little faster, and I know I could've just let her go her own way, but since she's the only one here at the moment, and I don't feel like staying in an empty environment, I had to keep up the pace.

      Now I realized I really should've gotten over the insecurity of being alone in a dream, make a different dream environment for something.......Man, I'm stupid, gotta set mantras to remind myself that I'll do that sometime.

      She's still silent, and I start to lose my cool big time.....while at the same time I'm losing my cool, I'm also speculating that losing my cool will potentially destabilize the dream, and that I need to cool down. I think I started to touch the girl's shoulders and tried to shake her.

      She finally faces me, makes eye contact, but the moment she starts to open her mouth, dream fades because I'm saturated with rushed feelings.

      Well....you get what you deserve based on how you decided to feel at the given moment, and now you messed up that rare chance Link. Good job.

      _________________________
      10.25.2012
      Mosaic Learning Style (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm sitting in a lecture room, and the professor looks a lot like my Biology 111 professor I had in waking life. He looks more defined, his clothing, his aura, everything about him gives me this weird vibe of earnest respect of the vast amount of knowledge he probably has.

      I think he's wearing a Red-Orange Sweater, and has a blue striped white dress shirt underneath with the collar popping out. I forget the color of his dress pants, but my mind is giving me the image that it's Khakis. The class is about to end, and then I look at the girl to the left of me, and realized she looks like a girl in my Math Recitation course.

      She has her hair tied up, just like IWL, and still has that shy demeanor all over her face. Even if I take a quick glance at her, she still tries to pretend she's looking what's straight in front of her, even though her facial expressions, most noticeably her mouth, are making subtle but awkward movements.

      I can't recall this specific moment that's chained with that awkward moment to great detail, but I remember looking down on a paper she had. It was structured like a table with columns and rows, and had some markings here and there.

      I think I was helping her with picking out something, I just don't know what it was.

      The professor declares about the general idea of what will be on the exam, and portrays a PowerPoint slide that's projected on a large screen. It's set up like a table with columns and rows (I know I'm stating the obvious), and all of the concepts are in black font. The same black text has red background behind it, which kind of makes things an eyesore for me.

      I saw some things related to Indian something, and it feels weird to have a Biology teacher talk about something that makes me feel it's related to U.S. History.
      Huh? Guess I'll look up on that more, since I recall me wanting to have a dream where I found my true learning style. That could be it, but I don't know, will have to find out when I have some free time.

      When the professor is done talking, the class automatically prompts themselves to leave. I decided to sit down for a little bit for no clear reason, and I started to eavesdrop on the two females sitting in front of me. One is getting ready to put her items in her backpack, while the other female is already set to leave.

      They start conversing on some things I can't recall too well, but most of the topics talked about were obviously about the upcoming exam, and the talking about the bomb threat that actually happened in this University last week Friday.

      Then the girl that's sitting to the right of her asks her,

      "How do you study?"

      She responds with,

      "Well, I-------"

      I cut off my audio focus because I probably decided that the conversation was going to be boring, even though I should've listened to what she would say, since after all, in a practical sense, her portrayal is an aspect of myself that I should be thoughtful of hearing.

      They get up, and I start absorbing more of the girl's facial structure and body composition. She's relatively skinny, especially since she's probably around my age, has dark brown hair. Even though I couldn't recall her exact visage, the contours show that she has a vibrant and sort of plump, soft facial structure.

      I eventually get out of the lecture room, and find myself in a hallway that mostly consists of white and gray intertwined, with a hint of black here and there. The flooring is mostly white, formatted like a tile flooring, the tile gaps aren't as big as what one would usually see. They're more compact, and the borders of each tile piece if distinguished by a very thin black line making a square.

      I see my professor out in the hall way, probably going through his "mail" or area to get plans for the next lectures or something. Then I have some memory that comes in that involves a Mosaic Learning Style.

      After that, I can't really recall much unfortunately.

      10.25.2012
      Telling Mommy How To Lucid Dream (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      So yeah, I tell how to lucid dream. I don't need to go into details, we all know how telling how to lucid dream ends up, especially when you don't become lucid from it.

      But to be sort of specific, I was telling her how to do a WBTB+WILD, even though I'm in no position to lecture her on it when I fail it the majority of the time.

      Funny dream though.

      Updated 10-25-2012 at 05:12 PM by 47756

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    6. Contest, Shaking Hands, I need a ROPE NOW (SDE Pt. 2 Day: 20)

      by , 10-24-2012 at 04:43 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.24.2012
      Contest in Intermission (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I remember being in some kind of contest, and there's this guy that looks like Jon K. that I used to know when I was part of the Varsity Tennis team in High School participating in this event as well. He starts becoming an annoyance, and I don't know why, but whatever he did, it made me temporarily get out of the position that I was in to do something else.

      When I came back, I don't think I was able to get into my position in the contest, and it really pissed me off. I end up being left in the intermediate on whether or not I could still participate in this contest.

      It was outdoors for sure, like a carnival-style, without the carnivals...you know, like pie eating contests or whatever.

      _________________________

      10.24.2012
      Shaking Hands with People (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm walking in a hallway with brow flooring and yellow walls. I'm following some guy in a light blue dress shirt and long dark dress pants. Or maybe that person was me, except that I was in spectator mode.

      Now that I'm back to being me in the dream, I'm holding a book up to hide my face from someone that's on the left side of me sitting down. This feels like it's an airport of some sort, especially with how the seats were lined up in the section that feels like a waiting area. The book I'm holding had red, yellow, and white colors, and I can't recall looking at the title of the book, or the contents in it, I just wanted to use it for cheap-ass stealth form someone.

      They obviously didn't fall for the trick, and they smile at me and stated in a jest manner on why I was trying to hide myself with a book. I take the book down, and the person resembles a guy in waking life my father is friends with, let's call him Wilf.

      Me and Wilf shake hands, and I forget what happens next.

      The dream takes a huge shift now, with the same people that I forgot to mention other than Wilf. It seems I'm inside of a vehicle, and I'm having a small argument with my mother about what's causing a part of the vehicle to look weird. I tell her it's the paper ball under some part that's making it look unbalanced, and she says that's not the case.

      Okay....the damn paper ball or whatever the hell it is, is RIGHT there, how can you NOT see it?!?!

      Before I made this petty observation a big deal, I just dropped the conversation and decided to not talk to her. After a while, we reach at a driveway, and I still can't recall who the driver was. I know it wouldn't have been my father, because he wouldn't want me giving sass to my mother.

      Heh.

      Anyway, I get out of the vehicle, Wilf, his wife, and I think my father and mother are here now. I didn't really pay attention to my father or mother, mostly just Wilf's wife. I shook hands with her, and she seemed to shake mine in a half-hearted attempt.

      She's busying looking down at something, probably a phone or some electronic device.

      I can't recall much after that.




      _________________________

      10.24.2012
      I need a ROPE NOW! (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      No, I'm not hanging myself in the dream.

      This dream feels weird, it's like I'm taking on the body of Edward from Cowboy Bebop, or that I'm controlling them to do something while I'm in spectator mode. Even though I doubt it's Edward, it's the closest person I can associate with the dream being.

      The store the Edward counterpart is in is pretty compact, kind of like those mini-stores you would see downtown in Toronto or New York. The flooring is dark blue carpet. For some reason, I see a Rope sticking out of a box, and the Edward looking person takes it, then a cashier asks,

      "You're not going to steal that are you?"

      "Uhhh..."

      Crap.

      "Nope, I'm going to pay."

      So I end up paying for the rope at the cash register.


      WASN'T THAT DREAM SO EPIC? SO AMAZING, SO FULL OF ACTION.

      -_-

      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. Disturbing Board Meeting, Runescape Clans, Young and the Restless Stabbings (SDE Pt. Day: 18)

      by , 10-23-2012 at 06:07 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      This was yesterday's nap on the 22nd

      10.22.2012
      Disturbing Board Meeting (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm inside a vehicle sitting on the left back seat with my father in the driver's seat on the left. I had to do some fancy maneuvering to get out of the door. I had to twist my body in a very weird way, but I managed to get out.

      It seems I'm going into a large Board Meeting of some sort, and it's kind of like an auditorium you would see in a High School. The flooring is consists of carpet, and it's purple all over. I'm assuming the seats are all a very dark color of turquoise, or just Black. I go down, sit at a random chair, and after a while, the Q&A finally commences.

      There's one guy standing on the center of the stage. He's wearing a red shirt, black shorts, black sneakers, is Caucasian, and has dirty blonde to brown hair. He seems to be the one taking in the questions, and there's a few people that give him some questions that really gets him thinking. Even when he responds, they basically show him how much the University they're in is based on some kind of derivative of my University's funding.

      To make it easier to explain, basically Texas A&M University at College Station promotes some kind of propery management for Texas Tech University, at least that's how it looked like from the dream. The guy tries to avoid the question at times, and even tries to restate what has been refuted, especially he mentions the property management thing again.

      After a while, the meeting in the auditorium comes to an end, the guy on the stage looks like shit after the questions being slashed at him back and forth. I recall there being some kind of resentment for Texas Tech University students on Texas A&M University overall, but i've distracted myself for so long that I can't recall the details. All I know is the property management was stated a lot.

      As I'm going through the row of seats, I noticed there were pens on the floor, and they looked pretty random to me. Not many people were around at this point, so I decided to pick one pen up, and then looked at the others scattered on the left side of the Auditorium as I was trying to leave(right side if you were coming). I realized that these pens look familiar, they looked like the ones in waking life.

      One that I remember specifically is the blue ink pen with the gray cap, Black color base, and had a fine tip. I tried writing something random on my hand, but the ink is clearly on the verge of running out completely. I picked up another pen, this time, it had the Transparent dark gray base where you could see how much black ink was still contained, a black bottom base for the ink point to stick out, and a cap that can be pressed in and out.

      I looked up after picking up a few pens, and found that they were contained in a very small vase, or pot. The pot is kind of hard to recall, but I'd say it was a light faded teal color, or something along those lines, and that it was tipped over. It looked familiar as well, like one of the objects in waking life where I put in a lot of pens and pencils that were probably useless.

      I noticed some people in waking life were there as well. There was a lady who looked like Gem. She was wearing a Black and brown tank top or something with a black jacket over it, along with black dress pants as well. She's bending down, at least that's what the image of her keeps showing up in my head as I'm recalling this. After a while, everyone leaves, but I decided to stay near the entrance to the auditorium.

      Suddenly, the seat capacity gets over-filled, and all of them seem to be the Band and Choir of the University. I saw one distinct person that was the counterpart of someone in waking life. He lookd a lot like a guy named Robert S., except he looks a lot younger in this dream. He had the hairstyle where most of his eyes would be covered.

      Anyway, his face looks cheekier, and then I get bored of this event that happened right after that large meeting. I go outside, and see my father inside the driver's seat. The door to the back seat is vacant, and in order to get in, my father tells me that I have to go inside the front, and then slide my body on a small slope to get inside. It was weird, it's like he disappeared, and a light green slope going downwards appears.

      After that weird entrance to the vehicle I can't remember what happened next.

      _________________________

      10.22.2012
      Runescape Clans (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I was talking to someone about the clans I've been part of in Runescape. I talked about the recent one before I quit, then one before that, and then one more before that one. The last one involved me doing some Corporeal Beast killing, though I doubt I did that with the last one, or any of them for that matter.

      That's because I always had to go to sub-clans meant for everyone with the right stats to join temporarily if they wanted to do Corporeal Beast killing.

      Boring stuff indeed.

      _________________________

      10.22.2012
      The Young and the Restless Weird Killing (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Sharon from the Young and the Restless is posing as Adam Newman. She goes up to some woman that I can't even get a facial recognition of, and she starts stabbing and slicing her with a knife.

      All that shows up are cuts, and the other one is doing the same to Sharon I believe. There's several cuts on the two females stomachs, and chest region, it them not showing any kind of pain is frankly disturbing.
    8. Sonic vs. Shadow, Killing Gods and Someone Saves Me, No You Stay Here, Math Exam (SDE Pt. 2 Day: 17)

      by , 10-21-2012 at 03:49 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.21.2012
      Sonic vs. Shadow + Chaos Control out of nowhere? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I believe I'm controlling Sonic the Hedgehog, like playing a video game. I'm preparing to go into some room, and I get strong feelings of fear and anticipation of what's to come. My gut feeling thinks I had a dream reset at least once, which probably added on to my perception of the outcome to do better than the last attempt.

      I go inside the room, and it's structured like the stage before the final variants of the final boss in Sonic Adventure 2: Battle where Shadow and Sonic face each other off.



      Out of a reflex, I mentally control sonic to do a Homing Attack at Shadow. It's hard to tell if Shadow is my enemy, because I'm getting thoughts that it was the Chaos creature in its Zero form.

      I'll just assume it's Shadow. Shadow comes after Sonic, and I prompt Sonic to dodge to the left immediately and then dash to get some distance from Shadow. After a while, Sonic falls off the edge of the same violet type of surface mentioned above.

      Then I realized we're at very high altitude in outer space, just like in the game. But while I think there's no hope of doing anything, except wait for another game reset because I probably had a lot of lives, something weird happens.

      Sonic is able to use Chaos Control, and teleports himself back to the seemingly infinite path of the violet type surface.

      I can't remember what happens after that.
      _________________________
      10.21.2012
      Killing Thor-Like Gods and Someone Saves Me (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      It's kind of hard to recall all the details here....and I'm kind of shaken at the turn of events later on...

      I'm killing DCs that looks like variants of Thor. I think I'm doing this to save somebody who's blonde that's wearing a female CEO outfit, the black skirt, white dress shirt underneath the black jacket, etc.

      The Thor-like variants all have HP bars on top of their heads, and I'm able to kill them pretty easily. I can't recall if I'm in my dream body similar to waking life, or someone else completely. I believe I was wearing a Black tuxedo unbuttoned, with a white dress shirt underneath, and long black dress pants.

      It takes maybe 2-3 hits to kill the assumed Thor Gods. The HP bar level of danger was set up like the usual Green being healthy, Yellow being Cautious, and Red meaning danger.

      The environment I'm in seems to be at an open city. Me and the enemies are on a wide gray concrete surface separate from the empty roadways.

      Even though the enemies were pretty easy, it seems my life points was decreasing as well, and I don't know why. I'm at 15 HP, but it still shows up as green, so it must be that I'm invincible despite the HP going down.

      As I'm getting to the last enemy, I think someone tries to tell me something bad is going to happen. Since I had my back facing the majority of the environment when I killed the last enemy, I turned my back to find a laser-like beam was going to be fired at me.

      At the last moment, the same blonde female in the CEO type of suit comes in, grabs me, throws me out of the way to the back of her. She takes the laser beam between her chest and stomach, and I open my arms, desperately trying to make sure I can catch her falling towards me with her back facing me.

      I can't tell who it was, just that she was blonde.

      Wow..just wow...you took the shot for me? And I can't even remember how you looked like?


      I think I might add this to memorable, and hopefully consider drawing it in the future...if I can even remember to do so...
      _________________________
      10.21.2012
      No You Stay Here (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      The people didn't really tell me that in the dream literally (the title)...

      I'm inside a random house, and I'm doing something on a laptop. After a while, the people in the house decide to leave to go somewhere, and I said that I'll come along as well.

      My father declares to me that I have to stay here, and I get disappointed because whatever it was, I really wanted to go.
      _________________________
      10.21.2012
      Math Exam Curve and Different Math Classroom? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Weird dream...

      I'm sitting in a math classroom that seems to be a smaller sized college room, or a regular sized High School room. The teacher is a young Asian male, and he says there will be a curve for the exam.

      Everyone starts doing that reaction where they start talking at low volumes, and then augments in excitement as they talk about about the curve being implemented. I can't blame them, since I was busy having my own mini-mental orgasm of there being a curve for the class.

      I think the curve would be applied because the class average in this dream was horrible, like a 48 or something like that. The environment is kind of blurry in some areas, and I can't even recognize my teacher, but that's due to his bowl-shaped brown hair covering his eyes.

      The dream shifts, and I'm trying to look for my Math Class,
      here's the part that bothers me the most.

      After looking around in one of the hallways, expecting my classmates to be in this randomly generated classroom, I get this conception, like an unconscious reflex or something, that associates that this is the classroom that I usually go to. I ended up turning back to get out of the hallway.

      As I'm getting close to the big main hallway, I look to the second to last or last room to my left, and noticed familiar faces from waking life inside. For some reason, those faces triggered me into believing this must be the classroom that I have to go in, and that the teacher probably had a room change or something.

      I get disturbed by these types of dreams where my mind associates a random collection of people, tries to conform it to a plot of a basic endeavor like trying to find your class, and suddenly, it's like having false memories implanted based on feelings on previous experiences in life and in dreams.

      It's a bloody Apophenia fest in this dream.

      Oh, and the dream seemed like it was just developing, but my external alarm in waking life wakes me up...7 AM. Ugh. Life. Eeeew. Laundry....NOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

      Updated 10-21-2012 at 08:20 PM by 47756

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    9. [DILD] My Mind is What?, Rat Killing, Woman Can't Cook Souse, Tennis & Pod ship (SDE Pt.2 Day: 15)

      by , 10-19-2012 at 02:33 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.19.2012
      Become Lucid, Screw Logic of Needing Nose Plug Reality Check (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


      http://www.soundjay.com/button/sounds/beep-15.mp3

      That's the sound I'm trying to use to wake me up at certain intervals of sleep. Except this time, I decided to set this countdown timer app I have to repeat every 15 minutes, and I managed to sleep through all that.

      Loool, I'm a HEAVY sleeper.


      I'm inside of a fairly dark area with an inadequate light source, orange-yellow colored light as usual. There's someone in front of me, I can't tell who it was, I presume it's my mother, or some female wearing gray hoodie and bandana.

      I remember seeing another lady wearing a bandana as well from yesterday's set of dreams.

      They tell me my mind is something, I can't remember what, but it makes me question,

      if I'm dreaming. So I do a nose plug Reality Check, but I honestly didn't try because I just had the awareness that I must be dreaming. I do start touching the walls a bit though.

      I started to get some thoughts in,
      but I forget what I actually do.
      _________________________
      10.19.2012
      Rat Killing? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I can't remember much from this, just that I was signed up to kill some rats in some kind of weird and twisted game.
      _________________________
      10.19.2012
      This Woman Can't Cook Souse (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Souse Soup is an actual soup by the way. I can tell how I go this association into the dream, by reading some girl's Facebook status on her wanting to eat some Souse.

      Are you kidding me? You decide to associate things that way from Facebook, mind? Sigh

      I'm inside a house, and I ask some random kid if I can eat the cake pieces over at the table. It was on top of your classic dining room table. There's white cloth over the table, and over somewhere on the top left corner is a China plate set

      Then I go into the kitchen, and I see there's a pressure pot that's exposed. It looks like there's some Souse inside, but for some reason, I get this belief that it's not really Souse. Later on, it turns out the lady who wanted to make this was using an ingredients list, and for some odd reason, I get surprised that she's doing that.

      I just moved it around with some utensil and it changed.....to water.

      Yeah that's all I remember.
      _________________________
      10.19.2012
      I suck at Tennis & Inside a Pod ship (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I was really pissed in this dream.

      I'm playing tennis in the dark with someone, and I suck. The serve isn't even that fast, but I still try to minimize my back-swing, since I had a habit of doing the opposite.

      The racquet I'm holding sucks too, when I'm trying to "bend and pronate" my arm for a right-handed windshield wiper forehand, the racquet bends along with my "bending."

      WOW.....REALLY????

      I miss so many balls, and by many, I mean 3-4, and I get pissed and walked halfway into the court. Then I decided to turn back, and throw my racquet at the ground with as much force as I could exert.

      Then the dream shifts to where Atobe from the Prince of Tennis Series is inside some kind of ship with several pod ships to leave this area I'm assuming. I think I end up being him, or at least it feels like I'm watching him in spectator view but still feeling some kind of link with him.

      I wanted to get my racquet that I threw down in the ground, but I looked at the status of the pod ship that I'm in, and exiting out is not a good idea. I press the cancel button, but I end up verifying to stay back in after I made the conclusion that I don't need the racquet. During that time, and probably the reason why I decided to just stay inside was that people were asking me if I was sure I wanted to cancel this whole thing.

      Since there's a red alert blaring all of the place, I decided that getting a racquet back would seem useless.

      I honestly don't know what I was in this pod ship for, but it must've been to escape some dangerous event from happening.

      Updated 10-20-2012 at 04:08 PM by 47756

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    10. Moral System, Mario Final Star, Running, Sbsia Hall, Toilet of Extending Doom (SDE Pt. Day: 14)

      by , 10-18-2012 at 03:43 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      So I decided to set an alarm that would make a LOUD 10 second beep EVERY hour ON the hour until 6:22 AM or so. Seems it probably augmented my recall a bit, or maybe this is just the natural collection.

      I did sleep fairly late, like 1:01 AM late, and I usually get shit recall, but not this time. It was okay. I could've extended on some environmental stuff, but I have to go to Organic Chemistry Lecture Before 9:35 PM, even though there's no Tardy system implemented in the first place. But still, I want to see my grade for the second exam!!! OOOH I'm so scared!!! I know I did well, but still, I don't know!!!

      EDIT: I did horrible

      Anyway, have fun reading some dreams. Some actually make sense for once for me. I'm going to do the Alarm ringing every hour on the hour thing daily now to see if I can get conscious at some period, and BAM, DEILD or a WILD that was initiated through a one-second WBTB with my eyes opened.

      10.18.2012
      Tezuka's Moral System and Picture Taking (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Kunimitsu Tezuka from Prince of Tennis is wearing the sports jacket and jogging pants he wore from the series when he had to take rehab for healing his injured arm in Germany. Except this time, the sleeves are light violet, and the base of the jacket is black, along with this long black pants.


      I'm walking with Tezuka, I believe, and it seems me and probably just him are waiting for something. This area seems to be like the section in the airport where they would have a few fast food areas, along with the waiting area in between. I can tell that by this environment, it was night time. Pitch black, it's nearly impossible to see what's going on outside in this dream.

      All I could gaze at really is the reflections on the glass walls inside. The flooring consists of vanilla-brown tiles, and the walls are also of the same or similar color. It could be that the usual orange-yellow lighting saturating the atmosphere in my previous dreams is making it seem that it's vanilla-brown. Everything feels calm, I feel calm, I'm very observant in this dream.

      It's difficult to presume if I'm in first person mode, or just in spectator mode watching as many things possible. Tezuka also is carrying One-strapped Black Sports Backpack of some sort. It looked like his Tennis Racquet Bag in a way, since it was fairly longer than your usual backpack. It seems someone queries Tezuka,

      (Paraphrasing) "What do you believe is good or evil in a moral system?" Something like that.

      Tezuka pauses for a moment, and proceeds to state that (more paraphrasing, though I'm almost exact here),

      "In a moral system, the good tends to go in, and the bad is dragged out."

      Pretty laconic way of thinking Tezuka.

      I can't recall if the person asking the question said "Thank you" in response, but they leave, and I also can't recall how that random person looked like. Then a dark-skinned female, about 5 to 5'5'' tall queries Tezuka the same question.

      Before Tezuka has the time to respond, I get this surge of emotions to just state the answer myself by repeating what Tezuka said before.

      I declared,

      "In a moral system---------" and I decided to stop right there, since it felt rude answering someone's question that wasn't directed at me. I let Tezuka state it once more. The same lady that was asking the question was wearing a Bandana, a pure dark red or close to maroon colored one. She also had a wide dark gray hoodie jacket along with basic blue or dark blue velour pants.

      She leaves, and again, I can't recall if she said "Thank you" in response to Tezuka.

      I felt that his answer was directed towards me, even though he was directing it to this random dream character.

      What amazes me, is that he gave her the same level of respect as the other person. He was extremely stoic in his facial expressions, but he was very respectful and calm. Because of his stoic expression, it was hard to know what's going on in his mind. It was an annoying, but an enticing thing to observe from Tezuka, since that's how he usually is in the "Prince of Tennis" Series.

      I'm stating that observation because if I were to become lucid and met a DC that was unattractive, or just not appealing sexually, etc., I would just treat them like shit, and do the whole "It doesn't matter if I talk to you because you won't be real the moment I wake up." attitude.

      The dream shifts where Tezuka is now getting his pictures taken. One involved focusing on the darkness of his Black Pants, and how the camera of the person taking the shot would do something fancy that I have trouble recalling.

      After idolizing an fictional character from an anime for a while, the dream shifts to the reason why Tezuka may have been at this area with me that looks like it's an airport building. It seems he would be tested to see if he can catch up with Ryoma Echizen and the former Captain of the Seigaku Middle School team when Tezuka was a first year.

      This dream shift had a major contrast than before, it's suddenly a huge rush for me. It's like I'm traveling within a snowy vortex accelerating and rotating at very high speeds. It felt like I'm skiing fairly quickly, trying to catch up with Tezuka, who is trying to catch up with Ryoma Echizen and Yūdai Yamato (former captain at Tezuka's first year) I believe?

      I didn't realize this in the dream until later on but, I noticed that I was following Tezuka in this path for some reason. I know that in the series, Tezuka had to overcome many trials, especially before his fully healed arm. Ryoma Echizen was someone who beat him, and it seems this dream is his path to beating the former captain when he was a first year, and even Ryoma sometime in the future.

      And I'm following right behind him, as if he is someone I need to overcome, or take the personality off before I reach true divinity I guess. It's confusing, but I guess the next dream I'm going to state will add on to this.




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      10.18.2012
      Final Star in Mario 64-esque Game (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm obviously controlling Mario in this Nintendo 64-esque game. The graphics are way better than the N64 version, and it seems I'm at a very confined floating area in the sky. I move Mario around a bit, and it seems this place is just going around in a long circular path.

      The bottom of the floating land is brown dirt, and the top is green grass, and it's designed to be simple like that, just like in the N64 counterpart. After a few seconds of running around, trying to see something new from this circular path around this floating land, I finally see different things now.

      I also noticed a small dog, and it looks like a Chihuahua. It has a mix of white, gold-ish brown base for its face and some spots on its fur, along with black and white areas as well. It's coming after Mario, and it's making barking sounds. It's not coming in too fast, but I don't want that little fucker anywhere near Mario.

      So I try to out-maneuver it, and when I saw a two row stack of Transparent and Crystal Blocks floating above, I immediately directed Mario to jump on top of them. I continued running, even though the dog most likely would have never reached that height.

      As I'm controlling Mario the jump occasionally on the series of transparent crystal like blocks, I believe there were some words forming on them, but I went by them too quickly to recall anything from it. I finally get to the other side of this circular path in this floating land. Then everything becomes quiet from this point.

      I see a mushroom on the green grass next to some Black Walls. The mushroom has its Cap exhibiting a pulsating rainbow accelerating pretty quickly inside of it. It was going in one direction upwards, but not coming out of the Cap at all.

      Then I remembered having to figure out some small puzzle that was a bit random and confusing at first. I had to hit a block, which would then make some kind of bumper or floater appear. I would then direct Mario to go on it, and he would soar all the way up to where I can see the whole floating land's structure, and then come down.

      I wondered what the heck is going on, and what I have to do here from this point on. I take another shot at going up into a higher level, looked down on the floating land again, and saw there's an open gap on this fairly tall dark brown brick chimney with not house around it. It was just supported by the black walls.

      I decided to shift Mario in the air into that whole. I finally go all the way down, and the bottom was curved slope, so I presumed Mario was able to slide for the rest of the short trip down the tunnel like slope.

      He reaches an empty base, and it's darker than outside, but light Pastel Green light is emitting from the Black rock walls, kind of like glowing crystals if you will. I then get an awkward view of Mario, and can only see the back of his head, and then his red cap as well.

      I heard a distinct sound, the same distinct sound in "Super Mario Sunshine" that verified a Shine Sprite was very close. I turned the camera around, and noticed the Shine Sprite is right there. Out of reflex, and it's probably anyone's reflex to do if they played a Mario game, I grabbed the Shine Sprite.


      Mario does the usual dramatic build-up for twisting and turning around and then floating and exposing his right white glove palm.

      Then the classic Mario font style shows up stating,

      "YOU GOT THE FINAL STAR!!!!"

      After that, the camera slowly zooms out, and the whole dream fades away.

      Okay, I looked at the general meaning of stars in a few dream dictionary and interpretation sites, and for this situation, it seems that it portrays I'm at some path towards excellence, etc.

      And since I apparently found the "Final Star," what does that mean? Does it mean I'm finished with the path of finding divinity, and I'm now walking and learning into the true path of enlightenment?

      Too vague of a dream to say, especially since it's contained in a video game type of dream.
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      10.18.2012
      Running Really Fast (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm running with some people on a wide field of grass of what seems to be related to a section of my University that's close to bus section where you can get a ride to the Biochemistry Department and other sections, with a few off-campus routes.

      The grass is faded, it has a yellow-green color to it, with the yellow part showing up just a tad more than the green. I see all sorts of people, a man wearing maroon jacket with a light brown cowboy hat and Khaki long pants.....all sorts of things.

      After a while, it feels like I'm at my final lap, and I decided to give it my all, and started to really go fast but gathering all my energy toward my stomach, and then releasing it to zip through everyone else.

      I remember finally finishing the lap in a few seconds, and the dream ends.
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      10.18.2012
      Resting at Sbisa Hall and Nvidia Graphics Cards (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm sitting outside near the Sbisa Hall at my University, and I'm resting on that seems to be fake green grass. I'm with a group of people, though I can't remember them too well. Based on my emotions at the time, despite them mostly consisting of complacent and passive demeanor, these seemed to be familiar people.

      I think I'm resting my head on a backpack, and I slowly close my eyes. After a while, I wake up and see another set of random people. The fountain at the Sbisa Hall is most likely there, but I don't pay attention to it.

      The picture below is a pretty good example of where I was at. If you look beyond the fountain in front, that's the Sbisa Hall. Look to the left side of the photo near the Sbisa Hall. See the grass there? That's where I was resting and sleeping on.



      I don't know why I'm doing so, but I guess it doesn't matter how I spend my dream time non-lucidly I guess. Then the dream shifts where I'm inside the house of a girl that I know in waking life.

      Let's call her "A. Lee"

      A. Lee's house, with her parents and her twin brothers, are all there with her. It seems my father and her father are actually getting along and having a good time. I don't look at them for too long, and by the sounds of their voices, it looks like they're having a good time watching some kind of sport on television.

      Dream shifts to me being inside some random bedroom. A. Lee's mother is inside, and she's wearing a black female corporate suit. The fancy black dress tuxedo style jacket with a light gray dress shirt underneath buttoned up, along with the Black skirt that goes all the way a few inches above her knees.

      She's wearing fairly thick framed Black glasses, has really curly hair to the point where I think it looks like she's wearing a wig or something. I'm sitting on the floor, looking up at her. She's helping her child sort through some stuff, and it turns out, the child actually broke the laptop he had in half. He starts getting scared and crying out of confusion on why this had to happen to him.

      The mother doesn't seem like she's going to punish him for damaging expensive equipment, which is probably a characteristic the waking life mother has of being non-violent and tolerant compared to the father who does the opposite.

      The mother takes out a graphics card from the laptop, and it turns out it's an Nvidia Graphics card. I assume it is, since I'm mostly seeing Green and Black mixed in, and it probably had "Nvidia" on it, but it's hard to tell, probably because the font changes occasionally if I look back to it.

      The mother asks me a question, and them gently throws the Graphics Card in the shape of a CD upwards and it lands on my lap. I look at it, and I answer her question, even though I can't remember what the question was in the first place.

      I declared, "Well, this used to be a good graphics card back then..."

      And things kind of felt awkward at this point, I was still speculating if the mother threw the card on my lap gently out of a seemingly intention but failed expression of anger when her child destroyed his laptop in half, or for something else.

      I'm concerned because the waking life counterpart is extremely nice to me, like all other women....pffft what nice standard to use her in when it's applicable to the majority of females....18+ or Cougars...you name it...
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      10.18.2012
      The Toilet of Extending Doom (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Yes, the title was served as enticing you to read this awkward dream. NOTE: I put this on the bottom for a reason. DON'T LOOK if you don't want to see....I mean, it's not graphic, it's just me taking a #2, but there's some weird stuff that might entertain someone......

      SOMEONE.............*chuckle*

      So I'm listening to someone sing a country song, and I have this abnormal fascination at the fact they are actually making rhymes, as if this is some in new age discovery for me or something. The song is your typical country song, some kind of problem the person has, and then how they can overcome it, *insert Christian God morality values expressed in verses here*, and that's how it was for a few seconds.


      ------------------STOP HERE if you cringe at the word "shit" and "Number 2"---------------------------

      I needed to go to the bathroom, and go to the pipes first, but I forget what I did near there, then I turned around to find the stalls for the toilets. I'm trying to take the #2, and the distance from the entrance of the stall to the toilet is fairly long. As I'm actually trying to do the #2, some random guy on the stall next to me asks,

      "How are you doing?"

      I don't know buddy, I'm close to having a shitty time!

      The guy doesn't even look like he's going to take a shit, despite him sitting down as well. And WHAT THE FUCK, HOW CAN I SEE THIS GUY SITTING DOWN? Like, the walls on the sides are so short, that there's no damn point in having a door in front anymore.

      The guy seems to be looking at a text message on his cellphone. He's Hispanic, is wearing the classic "Look at me, I'mma HomeG Sliceboy from the Bronx" looking Black cap that he turns backwards. He's wearing a hoodie with a Black base and dark gray sleeves. He's wearing Khaki colored shorts that go a few inches past his knees, at least when he bends down to sit.

      I feel so awkward having myself exposed, even though the guy isn't looking at me. It feels weird trying to take a shit without that can sneak a peek on you.


      The toilet can extend, I find this out by dragging my feet (since my pants are near my ankles), and I noticed the metal pole from the back is what makes it extend. It can go all the way until the end of the stall door.

      I finish, take care of my business, and I get up to wash my hands and all that fun stuff. Then there's a slight dream shift where I'm naked, and I only have a white towel to cover myself. The towel is too damn short to cover my crotch radius (fancy words), and I really try to pull this thing close to the other end to tie it, but fail.

      I flip the towel over, and there's a smear of shit on it. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. From that point on, can't remember

      Updated 10-18-2012 at 08:54 PM by 47756

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    11. Surviving Flooding Ship, Spanish Teacher, 4-Lettered Password (SDE Pt2. Day: 11)

      by , 10-16-2012 at 02:44 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.16.2012
      Surviving Flooding Ship (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      If I took the initiative to immediately type this down when I woke up, there would be more recall on this...Anyway...

      I'm on a ship, and it seems to be a cruise ship, and at a minimum assumption, maybe a Navy ship. But it couldn't have been the latter, considering the havoc that would come later on in the dream. The deck has a shiny wooden floor surface on it, at least for the area I'm in at the given time.

      I seem to be having a conversation with someone, and I think this person ended up having a machine gun magically appearing, and then lifts it up and warns everyone to run while they can. I'm like 1 feet next to this guy I though was innocent, so I dashed the hell out of there.

      I had to first go through the watertight door you see in ships and submarines that was half-way opened, and from there, the dream shifts where I'm at the control center for guiding the ship in certain directions.




      I turn my back to the door I went through just now, and the whole thing is flooded.

      EVERYTHING below is flooded, there's only a few people in this control room, me, and just 2 females I believe. Holy shit. We're the only survivors in this area!

      My gut feeling is telling me that a few people probably did extreme measures of surviving the big flood from the ship, and this assumption is sparked when one of the random DC females gave me a paper the size of an index card. The card had a Milky Light Pink color, and it was fairly rough and durable, seeing how it doesn't bend easily.

      On the same card, are values of something, and I don't know what it means at all. I believe the numbers that are stacked on each other is some kind of code for people who survived. I remember looking at one value, where there's one 2 on top, and another 2 on the bottom.

      For some reason, when I looked at that, it triggered a memory of my half-sister in waking life, and I presumed that she was on this ship, and managed to survive, even though I was very doubtful anyone could've made it through this fast-flooding ship.

      It felt weird that the control room is perfectly safe, even when the whole place is tilted diagonally to the left
      (your perspective of looking at this screen to the left of course).

      I'm relieved that she's alright, along with other values that represent other people that I can't remember.

      I believe I had another dream reset where I experienced meeting the few people on the ship again.

      Wow.....obvious dream meaning there, but not going to consid-------- okay, I better make an analysis, it wouldn't hurt.

      Okay, Ship = a belief

      Water = Overall consciousness

      Sinking Ship = Let go of Conviction/unshakeable belief I have so I don't drown with it, and become one with my consciousness

      Me surviving the flooding ship that's still floating at the top = Me at the apex of eradicating this old belief, and since I'm in the control room, I have control on how I want to set a new direction in life.


      Okay. That's enough to make a tear come out to any overly emotional person, but the problem is, just what the hell is/are my belief/beliefs that I need to sink away and get away from?

      The only things I can think of are:

      -Fear of failing college

      -Not getting a job sometime after graduation

      -Being somewhat of a nihilistic in terms of everyone's beliefs and preconceptions, but not really advocating the ideal of eradication of a social system....so I'm a "sorta Nihilistic" or "Hipster Nihilistic" or just a "Complains about human race...WAH!"

      I'm thinking the dream has to do with this Math exam I have today, but I doubt I would be dramatic over one exam....then again, I still surprise myself every day...
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      10.16.2012
      Meeting my High School Spanish Teacher (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      This dream probably goes along with the dream I had previously, so I'll just mesh the two together.

      I'm inside of a classroom, and I'm memorizing important concepts to do well in this oral presentation. As I'm looking at the teacher, who looks a lot like my Middle School English teacher at some point. Oh, and her name is Ms. Bloom in waking life (Don't think she'll find this Dj entry in the first place anyway).

      After a while, when one person gets up and talks, I'm informed by someone sitting to the right of me, I think, who says that memorizing the concepts is not enough, since you have to derive those mechanics into forming an oral presentation on a book we had to read.

      I started to panic a little, but I calmed down, and on my lap, there's an essay that seems to be mine. This same essay would be a life saver, because based on my emotions at that given time, I felt relieved. So I presume that I utilized this essay I written out to give the oral presentation, and how well I did is left for speculation.

      The dream shifts to where I have to move around in a lot of rooms. I enter one room, and I see Ms. Bloom, and she's in the middle of lecturing students. While you're looking at this screen of course, the teacher formats the class seating where the students would be sitting and facing parallel to my lateral vision.

      Ms. Bloom would also be parallel to my lateral vision as well, and she's wearing a fancy Black Laced tank top or some sort, along with a Black dress skirt that would conform to her curves and literally "hug" her thighs" where they become an enticing part of her body to look at. She has one leg over the other, and I realize I'm interrupting her.

      So I put my lips inside my mouth, and quickly tip-toed so the other students wouldn't turn back to see who it was. I had a feeling Ms. Bloom saw me, but she just used her peripheral vision most likely and just went out to give a fluent lecture discussion. The walls in this room were Khaki colored, and the flooring had a dark turquoise carpet layer with random shades of blue intertwined.

      To the left, despite me not paying any focus on it, but with just my peripheral vision, I could tell that it was mostly dark, as if the students were looking at the school stage that's also contained near the Commons/Cafeteria.

      I open the door to the right of me, and now I'm shifted to a different area. It seems I'm at an office base in the school. It's set up where there's different subjects in white font surrounded by a rectangular green sign. The basic subjects were there: Math, Science, English, etc.

      I look up at the "Spanish" sign, and I then turned to the right to find that I'm looking at the back of a person talking to someone. The back of her head starts getting familiar, and I slowly walk towards the direction of this person.

      It can't be.....it's my Spanish 3 Pre-AP/K-level teacher Ms. Hasan!!!!! At least a projection of her.

      Ms. Hasan was an AMAZING spanish teacher, I managed to get an A in that class thanks to her extreme kindness in making things easy for us. Because honestly, taking a 3 year Foreign Language course wasn't necessary, I just needed two years.

      She's wearing a black shirt, blue jeans, and has a red rubber-band like necklace starand that's attached to her School I.D. She seems to be holding a white styrofoam cup with something inside, probably coffee. She turns around, sees me, and smiles and says,

      "Heeyyyy Brandon!!!!"

      She hugs me, and I hug her. I think we started having small conversations that would lead to bigger ones, but I forget what happens next.
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      10.16.2012
      4-Lettered Password? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Okay, this dream...not sure if my mind is teasing me, or giving me a hint here.

      I'm inside my apartment, and there's this girl who looks like Emily that I used to know in World History class in High School. I set up a fairly long password on a laptop in the living room of the dream apartment similar to waking life. Then Emily has a 4 lettered password, where the first character on the screen is some other weird letter that I can't guess.

      I don't know what's going on in the dream, I just know I feel confused and somewhat irritated that she would just have a 4, or even 5-lettered password.


      Oh, and there's one short dream where I compliment someone I know in waking life by the name of Aaron on how well he making his own room with some silver marble coated material.

      Updated 10-16-2012 at 02:50 PM by 47756

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    12. Framing Someone, Negative Father, Bacteria (SDE Pt. 2 Day: 10)

      by , 10-15-2012 at 05:44 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Recall isn't that good, had an Organic Chemistry Lab, it went pretty well, took up most of the class time, since it was basic TLC paper. I was lucky to use the Ethyl Acetate as a solvent, since Hexane and other liquids used sucked for my two partners.

      Maybe I should take a nap, since I only had 2-3 hours of sleep.

      10.15.2012
      Framing Someone (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      All I remember is framing someone before they could frame me. Then the dream shifts where I'm trying to dance like Michael Jackson, even doing grunts and sounds.

      Then the real one appears, opens his eyes as he lifts his body off the wall to my left. He has his Black hat and Black glittering jacket with a white shirt underneath, along with long black pants and shoes.


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      10.15.2012
      Negative Father (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      My father says something to me, but whatever it was, it makes me feel pissed. I get mad enough where I wanted to tell him off, and he leaves.

      Man, it must've been some serious stuff too, and I can't recall what I said to him, just muffled sounds.

      It's been a while since I had a dream where I was REALLY pissed at my father....

      *shrugs*
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      10.15.2012
      Bacteria (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I think I'm in a library, and there's a huge bowl at what seems to be the information center of the building. There's two on top on each other, and there's light brown stuff accumulating inside of it.

      The bowls were a transparent faded yellow color, and I realized that it was Bacteria forming inside. I also noticed my AP English Teacher from the Second High school I attended when I moved is there.

      The flooring was green carpet, and the lighting is the same orange-lighting that I see a lot in previous dreams, it kind of augments the hazy or somewhat blurry atmosphere. My teacher looks at me, and I think I'm communicating with her, but I can't remember what.

      I think the Bacteria was associated to a conversation with someone talking about a Virus.
    13. Tennis, Code Lyoko Krabs, Laundromat, Killer, Alyzarin, and much more........... (SDE Pt. 2 Day: 08)

      by , 10-13-2012 at 06:09 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Damn, this took a while to type. I had to shorten the second to last dream, since you know, I have to do human things in this humanistic planet we're on....like taking care of laundry, then studying for math midterm, and finishing up any Organic Chemistry Lab homework when I come back from the Laundromat.

      Heh, had a dream about Laundromats....and since that came up twice in one night, I figure I should search a general dream meaning...and found dreams with laundromats are associated with trying to change your overall character, rejuvenation, enlightenment.....well I guess that's 95% right, considering I'm trying to see my difficulties and negativity in life in a different way that isn't going to cause a breaking point for me...

      10.13.2012
      Ryoma Echizen and Kevin Smith (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I see Kevin Smith from "The Prince of Tennis" outside near a random house or apartment complex. The building itself consists of a very very VERY light sky blue color, and the window frames on the outside are bordered with white wood-like material. It seems Kevin Smith was doing something in order to get accepted into a team.





      What the heck, Kevin's hair isn't blonde!! Whatever, only picture I can find with both of them, since I'm too lazy to post two separate pics.

      I don't know for what purpose, but after he gets accepted ( I can't remember how), the dream shifts where Ryoma is trying to get into a team too outside. There's no one to try and prove anything to get int, it's just them alone. Ryoma gets accepted, but he doesn't seem too excited about the whole thing.

      Then after he's gone, I think I'm near the side yard of the house doing something, but I forgot.
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      10.13.2012
      Code Lyoko Krabs (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      This whole dream has that futuristic Sci-Fi theme to it, it's so apparent that it's a complete turn around from my waking life related random dreams. I can't recall too well on this, but I remember facing a Code Lyoko Krab (yes with a K), and I tore all four of its legs.





      I did so (or maybe it was someone else, but it felt like I did it) by getting behind it and grabbing its two back legs and forming them into a V-shape together, and then somehow got the front legs to to form a V two along with the back legs. Maybe there was someone else helping, but it's hard to recall. I finally ripped out their legs, and head of the Krab tilts over and falls.

      The Krab also seemed to be in the color range of violet or something of that nature. The dream shifts to where I feel like I'm a flight attendant, but like in the future. There's a simulation on a portable screen on the wall. It's essentially giving me a checklist of what I need to double check on to make sure the pilots are going to have a safe trip, and enough food to sustain themselves.

      I had a feeling my mother became one of those future sci-fi pilots, and I was assigned to occupy her safety and additional equipment. The list is followed by a computer generated voice, and it did basic checks like what kind of food do I have in front of me, and if I have milk or something else.

      I look down, and I see there' two candy bars, and I had the urge to just take them for myself. I think one bar was a Payday peanut caramel bar, and the other must've been a Twix that was half opened and contained in a silver wrapper material, and had warm colored font for the name "Twix," which I think was red.

      I can't remember much after that.
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      10.13.2012
      Tactical Laundromat Shoot out! (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Will I turn the knob to Permanent Press? Or will I put in a few more quarters to dry my clothes faster?!?!?!? Should I mix the whites with the colors and set them all to Cold?!?!?

      FIND OUT below!!!!

      I'm inside a laundromat, and there's maybe 4-5 rows of washers in front of me, on each side. The last rows on the left and right had a lot of dryers stacked up and down, and even all the way back from the rows in one long column.

      There seemed to be some weird situation going on in the Laundromat, there were these mini-figures that were causing havoc on top of the Laundromat. I don't know why, but I just had the urge to pitch in and do some Tactical Laundromat Eradication of the Enemy....

      Yeah...it's THAT random. It felt like a turn-based RPG game, where I would set out certain mini-futuristic figures on top of the huge washers, and hope that they can kill whatever "enemy" is on top. It felt awkward not knowing what's going on the top, because the washers are still too tall for me. So I just place my faith in my random selection of people with shotguns, machine guns, etc.

      I think I'm doing this creation thing from my mind, and throwing them up on top of the washers. I hear some small shooting it seems I'm doing pretty well. In the mean time, it seems everyone but me is clueless on the whole matter, and I start to wonder if I'm schizo or something, because I'm hearing all these small sounds, and yet these people are moving like they're lifeless.

      After a while, I can't remember what happens next, the small little shootings and sounds of the futuristic battle dies down, and I end up having a piece of shit on my hand. I'm not really shocked by this, I'm just focused on getting it off my hand and cleaning my hand. I don't know why I'm carrying shit on my hand, literally, but I am power walking, or jogging lighting around the Laundromat for some Water source with soap on the side.

      The dream characters are still retarded and just have the weird facial expressions. I remember seeing a dark-skinned female who was about 6''5' and wore a pink vest. She was kind of overweight, but like in a good way. Because of her height, it seemed most of her weight was distributed properly, so it's hard to presume she really is overweight.

      She also looked like she's in her 50s or higher, and yet still has an amazing body for her age. I think she ends up showing off her stomach to someone at some point, and it was flat, like six-pack abs flat.

      I remember some huge Asian or Hawaiian guy wearing a Burnt Orange shirt near one of the washers. I don't know what I do with him, but I do know that I passed by him at one point where I had poop on my hand.
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      10.13.2012
      Baseball Bat Killer (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I remember things feeling overly dramatic in this dream, I'm trying to run away from someone is trying to kill other people with some form of club, bat, stick, etc. I end up seeing the other people get knocked out, or die from severe head concussions from the killer giving them hard blows with objects in his hands. I can't recall the killer's visage too well, but I do know he was in the form of a child.

      I basically spend the dream running at random points, there's a lot of dream shifts, so I guess that there's a lot of gaps in my recall of this as well. Eventually the final part that I remember, someone, maybe me as well, ended up jumping these huge set of stairs and to the ground safely. The killer can't reach us, because he doesn't want to take that big of a jump.
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      10.13.2012
      Alyzarin makes Sexual DJ entry about me (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm talking to Alyzarin on MSN Chat, I'm assuming, and then she states that she wrote a long sexual dj entry about me. She mentioned it involved her sitting on my face, and rubbing her ass back and forth on me.

      I was like, lw43etuirwfode4er90dfowel45fowe9cvsdeioklr,edkfiw. @[email protected]?E#[email protected]

      I forget what happens next, and there were other things she mentioned that would be on the entry, but I rather not talk about them......

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      10.13.2012
      Riding a Skateboard, Sudevi, Laundromat Dryer of Ajna Chakra, Tran-sexual Store, Richard Cheese & Dancing, and Someone has a Mini-Heart Attack? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Yeah, it's one big clusterfuck of a dream! And wooohooo, I honestly thought I wasn't going to remember ANYTHING, but I guess the recall is coming naturally now. And I did a WBTB this time, and this dream occurs after the WBTB+WILD failed attempt. So GO me for recalling all this shit! WOOOHOOOO

      How is it going to help me for math midterm? I don't know! But at least my memory is improving!!! So I guess that's a plus! I don't even know what I'm trying to say here................ANYWAY, on to the dream!!!

      I'm at an area that looks like it's fairly busy, sort of like a mini-downtown New York, except that there's not a lot of apartments and houses apparent, just stores and restaurants that I didn't even take .000043 seconds to look at. The whole area is kind of dark, but the whole setting itself still portrays that it's at least morning or afternoon time.

      I believe I'm wearing my brown leather jacket, and regular blue jeans. I can't tell what shirt I'm wearing, and it's kind of hard to see my face when I go in 3rd person view. I know it has to be me, I don't how, I just know. There's a lot going on, and it's hard to recall them all, since there's a lot of events coming in at once in this dream.

      I end up going in first-person view, and I'm now riding a skateboard going on an uphill. I'm on a lane that seems to be of a different texture to the one left of me, like you know the extreme ends of a lane on a freeway have more abrasive texture to keep you aware that you're going off the lanes? Yeah it was like that, except, I didn't feel anything at all, I just knew this texture was different.

      There was someone else with a skateboard to my right as well, but I felt that this lane that I'm on is too narrow for two people to be close together laterally instead of in a line. However, it doesn't seem to be a problem, because my skateboarding skills are like over 9,000.

      There's a red car to the left of me that's getting close, and I think they're being careful not to get to close because they didn't want to risk getting any damages on their car or myself I presumed. It wasn't a problem for me at all, I felt as if I was going to get off the lane, but I managed to do some precise maneuvering.

      After a while, the uphill slope gets higher and higher, and I naturally, out of nowhere, jump off the skateboard, and was able to get it decelerated enough to where it stops completely for me to pick it up. I think I was doing a tail drag, but I'm not really experienced with skateboarding terms, and the only time I rode a skateboard was when I had a Digimon skateboard when I was like 10 or even younger.

      I pick up my skateboard, and I put it under my right arm. I have some difficulty doing this, since I tried to get the wheels from the front and back of the skateboard to not touch my brown leather jacket. It probably takes me 2-3 attempts to get the flat side under my arm, and I proceeded to go to the right at the peak of the uphill.

      I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm just observing where I'm going. It seems that there's a bus shuttle that is coming soon, and I'm wondering if I should go ahead and take it, but again, I don't know where I'm going in this dream. The bus opens up in a weird way.

      Instead of opening just one door, or an automated side door for those to exit from the back, the whole right side of the bus opens and lands on the ground. It doesn't touch the ground, so it's probably supported electronically. The bus stays there for a while, so I guess it has a 5 minute waiting period or something, just like for my University's bus loading zones.

      What I mean is final stop for the buses to wait for 5 minutes or so before doing another run.

      I look at the inside of this half opened bus, and I see a few familiar faces of people I've met in waking life. There's that one girl who dyed her hair red, and is still a but chunky near the stomach. She's wearing a really dark blue hoodie, and probably some type of denim dress skirt underneath.

      I decided that I'm not going to get on the bus, since I don't know where the hell I'm going at this point. I end up going inside anyway somehow, and then I realized....WHERE AM I GOING TO STOP AT???

      There's some random man in the bus to the left of me I believe that tells me that I should check for the bus stop numbers. I do so, since any kind of direction in this dream would help. I eventually find one bus stop sign that looks a lot like my University's sign. The number for the bus was "05" on the sign, and I presumed this is the same but I'm on.

      Then when I looked at the random stores and restaurants passing by, I saw a Laundromat, and something quickly triggers into my mind that...oooh, I have to go to the laundromat!

      But why? I have no bag of clothes to wash and dry....

      I just let myself go with it, and waited until the bus arrives near the stop at the laundromat. I get off, and there's a dream shift where I'm in a dark area. It seems some people are fixing up this random place. I see two females together preparing some kind of wood glue, and I carefully walk over these spots of glue, since I didn't want to waste their efforts of doing so in the first place.

      I try to find the near light, no matter how less dim it would be compared to the rest of this dark area. I go towards the exit, or outside actually, and I meet Sudevi, the mystic that has a YouTube channel.






      I get closer, and it really is her! In the most minimum value, a projection of her, but a vivid and nice one at least! I told her that I've seen some videos of her
      (I actually watched about 2 yesterday of her for the first time), and how cool it was to finally get to meet her her. I don't think I declared how excited I was to meet her in a dream, just her being "here," which is probably that biggest "piss me off moment" for not being able to do a reality check in this dream.

      She seems to be a bit shy towards me, probably shocked that I'm exerting so much effort into portraying my amazement of her personality on the videos I watched her on. I presumed she owned the Laundromat in here, or at least is a frequent customer.

      I asked her, stuttering for a little bit, maybe 3 seconds (paraphrasing here),

      "How much does it cost to use a washer and dryer?"

      She responds by declaring in a questioning tone, and I mean that I couldn't tell if she was saying it in jest or being earnest about it,

      "The dryer isn't operable because of its Ajna chakra." I take a moment to absorb all of this, and I just stand there looking puzzled. She then puts on a smile, and I realized she's just joking around. She's probably one of the more lively dream characters with a sense of humor, which is why she kind of made me stumble a bit when she stated the joke.

      I look at some area in front of us, and I looked up to find a sign that stated, "Tranny Women" something something. I think it was like a hangout for Tran-sexual Women, but the derogatory term kind of turned me off a bit. Then out of the blue, I told Sudevi that I have a fetish for Transgenders and essentially Post-op Transsexual females (MTF).

      *cough* *cough* *cough* *COUGH* MOVING ALONG........No comment.

      The sign was in white rectangular form, and the font was dark blue for the name of the area, and there's an image of those pictures of silhouette women you see on a car front or something like that.




      For some weird reason, this area feels like Hawaii, or maybe it's related to the environment in a video I watched of Sudevi with tropical trees, gray clouds that are actually a beauty to see, and having a calm atmosphere.


      She then looks at me with a neutral facial expression of questioning, probably to see if I'm returning the favor with the humor, but I was actually being serious with her. So after that conversation killer, I just declared,

      "Ahh....I probably shouldn't have said that huh.........."

      I find something random to say to distract her, but can't remember what...
      there I go again, being serious...and then having to do something stupid to distract people...I swear this habit of mine in a dream is kind of scary.

      What if I said, "I love it when women put their ass cheeks on my face and rub it back and forth." And then try to change the obviously TMI awkward conversation with some random joke like, "Why is 8 afraid of 7?"

      *sigh*


      She's wearing the outfit I put above, but I think it's mostly a green shirt or transparent dress with a red collar instead. After her little joke with the Dryer with a bad Ajna Chakra, she tells me the price for using a washer and dryer.

      "It's $2.00 for the washer and $1.00 for the dryer."

      For some odd reason, I thought that the pricing was outrageous, and asked her how much can the washer contain. She stated that it can take a big load, and the dryer the same, but just a bit smaller.

      Then I came back to my senses and stated,

      "Oh, it's just like the laundromat at my University....okay." and I tell her my thanks and left, probably to somehow magically find a bag of my laundry that I didn't have with me AT all in this dream.

      I wished I could've hanged around her a bit more. I know she's mostly likely just a projection of Sudevi, but she had the potential to be someone I could REALLY talk too...despite it essentially being a projection of myself in a vague way. Her sense of humor that shocked me is what entices me still when I'm recalling this dream. Okay enough of that slightly romantic attraction for a DC.


      The dream shifts, and it seems I'm either in the same laundromat, but with bright light sources, or a different one. There's a few Indian people coming in, and they all have Black trash bags stuffed with clothes or something like that.

      I remember that on my left, there's a fairly taller Indian man who is pretty skinny. He's wearing a dark blue sweater type of jacket, and regular long jeans. He seems to be taking out of his black trash bag some candy and other random stuff. I think the other people started doing the same, but I can't recall if they were taking out candy as well.

      The dream shifts again where my father comes into the laundromat, but here's the thing, he doesn't LOOK like my father at all, and yet I still had the conviction that he is my father.....

      He starts singing like Richard Cheese,
      here's a video below of his voice.




      I get attracted to this man's voice (not the guy mind you), and I didn't have any awareness of the name of the voice this supposed father of mine is doing an impression of until I texted Alyzarin this morning.

      He starts augmenting the tone of his voice, and I can't remember what the song was about, but it obviously altered the environment in the Laundromat from a white light atmosphere to one of a vibrant orange light.

      The dream shifts where I see Calvin from Tyler Perry's "House of Payne" wearing a brown leather jacket, and brown leather long pants. He's doing some weird dance moves with someone, and I'm not sure if that's even dancing.






      It's just sticking out his legs and arms in random positions....


      After a while, dream shifts again, and I see Ryoma Echizen from prince of tennis.

      At first, I see his legs, then it pans over to his torso and then his face. He's just standing there, and I think he's looking at me or someone else. Behind him, I see a blur of someone, and it looks like Nanjiro Echizen, his father.







      Nanjiro Echizen is wearing his default clothing in the series, which is just a simple black samurai type of robe (after all, he is referred to as a Samurai in Tennis in the series). Ryoma Echizen suddenly grabs the right side of his top torso, and is holding on to it very tightly.

      It seems he's having a heart attack, but he's grabbing on the wrong side....maybe just a reflex for him to touch the closest area on his chest?

      Anyway, he falls down slowly, and Nanjiro notices he is falling, and quickly comes over to him.

      After that, that's all I can remember. I think that same scene at the end of this long ass dream is an association when Nanjiro was trying to rescue his son from possibly drowning in the OVA episode 24 or 25 I believe.







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      10.13.2012
      Runescape Waterbirth Island Dungeon Running (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I see a runescape character wearing a Proselyte torso and legs, along with some kind of Pope like hat with a layer that conceals his face. It was basically a white helm with gold linings on the side with a long point going upwards.

      He is also wielding an Arcane Spirit Shield, except the Arcane Sigil (white thing) isn't on it at all, and a Staff of Light as well.

      I don't know if it's me controlling him, but they're running inside the Waterbirth Island Dungeon.

      Heh, reminds me when I used to Tribrid solo Dagannoth Kings before....fun times....
    14. Dream Views Shuts Down, Amon and Large Ghost Rider, Ordering Breakfast Tacos (SDE Pt.2 Day: 06)

      by , 10-11-2012 at 02:10 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.11.2012
      Dream Views Shuts Down (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Alex decides to close the DV forums, and Opheliablue makes the announcement that DV will be closing soon.

      It remains inaccessible for a few minutes, then I checked on Meta to find Alex made a thread stating what happened. He decided to sell it to a person who's French.

      Alex didn't state why he had to leave, but I guess he was going to leave everything to the French guy's hands now.

      Eventually, the same French guy who is now admin is using the site for a French class, not for lucid dreaming overall. I get irritated, and there's a bunch of threads that seem to be deleted since it's not related to French class at all.

      I looked at the Notifications section on top of the screen, and saw I have a few likes received. There's one like where I made some post that had some naked lady with her breasts covered by hands. I think I made the post in response to someone who did post pictures of breasts.

      The other likes looked like I posted in threads that died a long time ago.

      Then after all that, the dream shifts to me being outside now, and it seems that the area I'm in has Europe vibe to it. It's a completely new environment to me, and I'm presuming it have a France vibe to it.

      The concrete had rock material fused together, like those little bumps you see formed close together. I realize that I'm sitting down a small bleacher bench while looking at some people to the right/left of me.

      These looked like randomly generated DCs, and then I come to the realization that the new admin really didn't buy Dream Views to sustain the forum, but to make a new site for French classes.

      I end up leaving, and I think I see SpaceCowboyDave leaving before me in this weird area.
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      10.11.2012
      I Have SpiderMan Powers and Facing Huge Ghost Rider (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      WOAH...

      I'm inside of an area that's reminiscent of the LOZ: Windwaker's section where you would face Puppet Ganon, except that the area has shades of brown, mostly because the surface of the whole area seem to be made of wood.

      There's these wooden surfaces that would be on some parts of the wall that were surprisingly stable. There was a long wooden path high on the wall you could walk on the right side of the area as well.

      The walls have a lighter hue of brown, but since this area has a dark vibe to it, it isn't noticeable immediately. There's a few torches lighting up the place, but it doesn't really make most parts any clearer to see. This place also seem to be reminiscent to Prince of Persia: The Two Thrones' area where the Prince had to move a statue before the place burns to a crisp.



      I seem to be flinging around the place like I have Spiderman's abilities to web-shoot and swing. I do this for a while, and I hear Amon's voice from The Legend of Korra. He comes out of of this black and opaque opening, and he starts saying some things to me.

      I can't recall what he said, but he does have my attention for sure. I eventually get on the lowest surface in this area, and I was somewhat close to Amon. I get a little scared, and decided to quickly jump and web-swing again away from him.



      The dream shifts to where a HUGE ass creature forms, and it looks a lot like Ghost Rider, except it's 1,000 x bigger. I don't know what to do except to keep flinging webs and swinging at random areas.



      It doesn't seem the Ghost Rider thing isn't concentrated at me at the initial periods of it manifesting. It seemed to be attacking some random people in what I thought was an empty area with just me inside.

      After a while I get so scared that I decided to hide behind a wall on the same long wooden path on the right that I stated before. I seem to have found the Ghost Rider Giant's blind-spot. The wall I was behind I think let to an exit, but I decided to stay there.

      While I'm hiding behind it, I can still see what's happening behind me. The Ghost Rider Giant starts punching the walls randomly, probably aiming for more randomly generated dream characters. It tries to get me, but it simply is not able to get through small spaces.

      After that, I don't know what happens, hell, I don't even know if I can even kill this thing.

      It just appears out of nowhere....what the hell.
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      10.11.2012
      Ordering Breakfast Tacos (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID



      I'm with my mother, and we're inside of a store that probably sell Hispanic food. It's similar to the environment you see in Starbucks, but that was probably because I wasn't paying attention to the rest of the store with my peripheral vision to the left.

      I just stood near the cashier, and waited with my mother. When she received her order of what seems to be Sausage and Potatoes wrapped in Tortillas, I told her that I would like a Breakfast Taco. She looks at me as if she's a little annoyed that I didn't tell her sooner, but she quickly changes her demeanor from irritated to kind towards the employee.

      It takes quite a while for the order to be finished, and I was wondering if they forgot or something. I was looking at some Asian man wearing a dress shirt and probably dark brown dress pants as well. It seems he's writing on something, and when I take a little peak, he seems to be writing on a PINK Intuos4 Tablet.

      He's writing on it with a ball-point pen without the ball-point in it instead of a tablet pen. The tablet seems to respond to this object that shouldn't even make any kind of response. I think there was another Intuos4 near the cashier counter, and I started to touch it.

      Man, that tablet is very sensitive, it picks up my movements with my finger pretty well, and the harder I press on it, the large the cursor increases. I take my fingers off the active base of the tablet product after playing with it for maybe 15-30 seconds.

      My order finally comes, and it's inside a brown lunch bag. I take a peak inside, and there's two breakfast Tacos for myself. I also feel that I could've been younger in this dream, like 14 years old or so rather than 19 years of age.

      The breakfast tacos looked very enticing as well...the eggs, potatoes, and whatever meat is in there (sausage or bacon) closely packed together. The eggs seemed to be the main thing that attracted me, they were so fluffy and yellow.


    15. Taylor Swift, Room 174, Wedding Gift (SDE Pt.2 Day: 05)

      by , 10-10-2012 at 02:37 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.10.2012
      Taylor Swift in Black Latex Catsuit (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Another blonde in a black latex catsuit...well at least she's just posing instead of doing disgusting things.



      I'm on a website, and it has a white background to it. One picture that stood out the most is Taylor Swift in a black latex catgirl suit. I can barely see the outfit, but she is wearing one for sure.

      In that same picture of her, there's a dark brown background with darker hues of brown mixed in with it, and they existed as small dots that seemed to be diluted in some way.

      Taylor Swift has her chin sticking out, and she doesn't look too bad at all. She's also wearing red lipstick, and has her mouth slightly opened where she's showing mostly her top teeth in the picture.

      It's hard to tell if she was posing in an enticing position.

      And why would I be looking at Taylor Swift photos? I mean....why would I look at someone who makes a song after they break up with someone?

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      10.10.2012
      The Blonde in Room 174 (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      All I remember for this dream is that I'm inside a room that looks like it could be a Middle School, or mostly likely a High School classroom. I remember having to switch to another class, so I end up trying to look for it. I have trouble reading numbers in the dream, but I'm not performing a reality check at all.

      The whole hallway that I'm on has several shades and highlights of brown, and after a while, I finally found where I needed to go to get to room 174. The area I'm in is also confined, like at most just 30 feet in length and probably 20 feet wide in terms of what I can see well. The rest of the environment was a blur, so I'm assuming that this area that I can see well is what I needed to focus on.

      The teacher I have is a tall blonde female. She kind of reminds me of another art teacher who was just next to the art teacher I had for High School, except, it looked like she was the younger version of her. The one in waking life, I think she's in her 40s-50s, this version looked like she's in her early to mid 20s.

      I couldn't keep my eyes off of her, there's something about her that's enticing that makes me want to get closer to her on purpose, even if it would have to be confined to just solely seeing her as a teacher, and me as a student.

      It's hard to keep up that mentality, because she's REALLY attractive. She's not the most stunning person in the world, but she is very enticing indeed. She looked like she was a bit shy or something, she was a little quiet, but judging from her eyes and body structure, her clothing, she looked like she could exhibit positive energy to anyone near her.

      Her outfit consisted of a semi-transparent faded white scarf, dark Khaki women's jeans, and a white dress shirt that was buttoned up half-way or all the way, not sure. If it was half-way, my best bet from recalling that is that she work a gray shirt underneath.

      I think she was in the process of telling me something, but I kind of zoned out looking at how she's luring me in somehow. I feel so good around this woman, and I can't help but not care what happens next in the dream as long as I'm around her.
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      10.10.2012
      Wait...WHAT WEDDING?!?!? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm inside of a house, though I can't remember too many details of what happened there. I get out of the house to go somewhere, and I have a feeling it's the Postal Office building somewhere near this randomly generated neighborhood.

      I see some vanilla or light brown concrete to my right eventually as I walked down the faded gray tar road, and had a feeling that I'm getting closer to the Postal Office. I walk up a fairly steep slope that's maybe 10 feet diagonally. I'm now on the parking lot, and before I go into the building, I look back, and see that there's someone getting their keys out 20-30 feet away from me to get their mail in the gray metal boxes you have to pay I think for mail you want kept safe.

      The dream shifts as soon as I enter the building, and I'm inside of a Hispanic Restaurant, and a waitress comes up who has her hair tied up in a ponytail ball, wearing a turquoise/blue shirt, has a muffin-top (yes, she's a bit pudgy on the sides), and is wearing the usual dark blue jeans that look like they would lift her butt or something.

      She looks at me, and I assume she's just waiting for me to declare my order. She then realizes that I must be a new customer here, and asked me if I know about Blueberry pie.

      I respond like an idiot, and all of a sudden, I don't even know what a Blueberry pie is....LOL. I start saying random stuff, and describing what a Blueberry Pie would look like completely wrong, and the waitress ends up laughing at me, along with another one who was behind her as well. Then I tried to correct myself by actually stating what a blueberry was, but it was too late, already made myself look like an idiot.


      The waitress has that face that says, "I'll get you something you'll like," so she goes back to the kitchen to tell the chefs the order I'm presuming. After a while, I get my food in a white To-Go Box, and I opened it to make sure what's inside of it.

      It ends up being some kind of white cream sauce, maybe ranch sauce, and sliced tomatoes......

      The waitress tells me this is a gift since I'm going to be married....that it's a wedding gift.


      I passively accepted that, and didn't take into consideration that she said MARRIAGE and WEDDING in the same or near the same sentence. I get out of the building, and it seems I'm back at the parking lot for the Postal Office. I go up to some old blue truck, like it was made in 1950s or something, and there's a blonde guy inside on the driver's seat.

      I tell him,

      "Sorry to have kept you waiting...."

      He responds,

      "Nah, it's no big deal" (paraphrasing here).

      After that, I guess he takes me back "home."

      10.10.2012
      Alyzarin Becomes Admin of DV (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I see Alyzarin has the Admin rank, though it's probably just On-Topic Admin or something like that.

      - It was that Eva chick in the Black latex catsuit
      -Now it's Taylor Swift in the Black latex catsuit
      -Then I remember Taylor Swift doing weird things with her body in a violet dress in a dream a few months ago
      -Then I remember a blonde in a fancy silver glittering dress months before that
      -Then I remember a blonde who came through a small black vortex while wearing black clothes
      -Then I remember Catherine from the video came "Catherine" with purple wings and wore her white costume.
      -And a bunch more blonde females that I cba to recall.

      Maybe I should just create a Lesbian Dream Guide, so I don't have to be so insecure contemplating about having sex with them......-____-

      Updated 10-10-2012 at 04:21 PM by 47756

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